So, remember Nathan? Ya, well, things had been going well. We've hung out a couple times. Done some stuff. Were planning on going on a date Wednesday, that we ended up not going on because he hadn't felt well.

Then, today he tells me he doesn't have romantic feelings for me, but he still wants to talk and have sex. He wants to be friends with benefits.

God damnit.

Like, I'm flattered as fuck that I'm so good at sex that all these guys want to be friends with benefits. But, what's wrong with me as a person that they don't want the whole package?

First Joe, then Dylan, Dick Pix Joe, and now Nathan.

Feeling pretty shitty right now.